Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Austria and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Associates to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by This Heat. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
The Pretty Things,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Newcleus,
Organ,
Lower 48,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ultravox,
Negative Approach,
Jandek,
Lee Hazlewood,
Janne Schatter,
Radio Birdman,
Nick Fraelich,
U.S. Maple,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cameo,
Aswad,
Henry Cow,
Adolescents,
JFA,
Section 25,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Young Rascals,
The Misunderstood,
Michelle Simonal,
John Coltrane,
John Foxx,
Black Flag,
Skriet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grauzone,
Colin Newman,
The Victims,
Desert Stars,
Swell Maps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flash Fearless,
Amazonics,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Moleskins,
Boz Scaggs,
Faraquet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skaos,
Icehouse,
Pussy Galore,
Donny Hathaway,
Cheater Slicks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wolf Eyes,
Drexciya,
Underground Resistance,
Dark Day,
Cluster,
Amon Düül,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.